Mysterious Skin Page #3

Yeah, if you want.

I'll be done by, like, 7.

We'll meet you.

Speak for yourself, Eric.

I gotta get home

and start packing.

Alright, call me tonight.

I'll see you later.

You better be careful.

Of what?

I'm serious, Eric.

You're not in

Modesto anymore.

I see the way

you look at him.

He's so beautiful.

I can't help it.

He's like a god.

You don't have to tell me, I

was infatuated with him too once.

But I know all Neil's secrets

and there's sh*t there...

you don't even want

to know about.

Trust me.

Once I'm gone, you'll

be all Neil has...

and you have to

understand one thing.

Where normal people

have a heart,

Neil McCormick's has a

bottomless black hole.

And if you don't watch out, you can

fall in and get lost forever.

Ahh.

Brian?

Brian, you home?

Yeah, Mom.

In here.

No class today?

I've got English Comp

discussion group at 7:30.

You have mail.

Looks like one

from your sister.

And one from "A. Friesen"?

I can't believe

she wrote me back.

Who?

Avalyn Friesen.

The woman on TV.

She didn't have to dump a whole

gallon of perfume on it, did she?

What did she say?

She wants me to

visit her in Inman.

Thanks for the ride, Preston.

Later.

You just missed it, sweetie.

This little old lady

just won both showcases.

What did she get?

She got a trip to Scotland,

beautiful living room set,

a brand new car.

I can't remember the name of

it but it cost over 27 grand.

Are you wearing cologne?

Was work okay?

It was the pits.

When is our ship

gonna come in, huh baby?

Soon, Ma.

Soon.

Oh, Neil, don't forget.

Tomorrow's my date.

That hot Italian.

The guy who always comes

through my checkout lane.

Don't worry, because

I'll be at work.

It's the last tournament

of the season.

Vincenzo.

Brian!

Brian, hey!

Patches!

Patches, down.

Sorry, she gets a

little excited.

Hi, you must be Brian.

I'm Avalyn, obviously.

Dad?

It's okay, Daddy.

This is the young man

I was telling you about.

Don't mind him.

He's just a little

wary of strangers.

I'm so glad you're here.

Come on.

It isn't showy, but it's home.

Here, have a seat.

Have you eaten?

I was just in the middle of lunch.

- I hope you don't mind.

- No, go ahead. I ate earlier.

So, you saw the show?

Several times.

I videotaped it.

They left some stuff out, but they

managed to get the major points across.

I think I was taken too.

You mentioned that

in your letter.

You're at the point I

was a few years ago,

where you're just starting

to remember things.

There are many of us and

we all have this drive...

to know what happened.

So...you think that's

what happened to me.

Just from what I told you

about the missing time and...

I'm sure of it.

Feel like going on a walk?

What's that you're carrying?

It's a Dream Journal.

I keep a log of

all my dreams.

Whatever bits and pieces

I can recall at least.

I feel like it's slowly

helping me remember.

That's a really good idea.

Your subconscious is where

all your memories are buried.

For you and me and people

like us almost every...

single thing we do stems

from our being abducted.

Come here, I want to show you

something they wouldn't allow...

on "World of Mystery".

I've been tagged.

Part of their experiments.

Touch it.

When I was taken,

my leg was bleeding,

but I didn't remember

being cut, nothing.

Then, under hypnosis is when

I discovered that's where...

they implant the

tracking device.

Now everything

I do, they know.

In fact, I wouldn't be

surprised if they were...

spying on us right now.

When I was found that

night, my nose was bleeding.

The old up-the-nose trick,

so the scar can't be seen.

Don't forget to write.

Don't you forget

what I told you.

Okay.

You better come see

me soon, a**hole.

I will.

I will.

Stay out of trouble, you two.

Bye.

I can't believe it's so late.

My mom's gonna worry.

You still live with your mom?

My dad moved out 7 years ago.

I don't see him much.

You wanna read me

one of your dreams?

I just, you know, scribble them

out in the middle of the night.

Sometimes I can

barely even read them.

That's okay.

This is from 2 nights ago.

"There's a blue light.

I'm in my Little

League uniform,

and a tall alien is

hovering over me."

"Someone else is with me.

Another boy, also in uniform."

"Panther?"

That was the name

of my baseball team.

Let's see, uh...

"The alien has big black eyes.

He's touching my face."

"I want to cry out

for help, but..."

"I can't. I can't."

You're on your way to

uncovering the truth.

Think of yourself as a

detective, following clues.

Maybe concentrate on the

other boy in your dreams,

he could help you find the

answers you're looking for.

Two outs.

Third baseman Jackson up,

with Hinton..

on deck.

Jesus.

Check out that Jackson.

Hubba hubba.

Ew...

are you joking?

No, I'd f*** him for free.

Please return all foul

balls to pressbox.

Thank you.

You don't think

Jackson's hot?

Dude, he's fat and bald!

Different folks,

different strokes.

My Daddy hit this.

Well, come here, come on in,

collect your prize.

Thank you so much.

One second...

Alright...

what will it be, big guy?

Cash or bubbles?

You can't decide.

Alright, hold out your hand.

- Thanks!

- You're welcome.

See you later.

What?

When kids do good,

you gotta reward them.

Oh, Christ.

It's Hinton,

a.k.a. "Ass of the Gods".

I am so, f***ing wasted!

Oh, sh*t!

- Where's your mom?

- I don't know.

She's probably out with her

new boyfriend, Vincenzo.

I've got a wicked headache.

- Do you have any pot?

- Yeah. Come on.

Here.

Knock yourself out.

There's a porno in the

VCR if you wanna jack off.

Thanks.

You got a lighter?

Yeah. Here.

You like that?

It tickles a little.

That feels good,

doesn't it, Neil?

Mm-hmm.

Can we put the blanket over our

heads like we did last time?

Here we go.

Find what you

were looking for?

Yeah.

Thanks a lot.

Glad I could help out.

I used to write for

my school paper too,

back in the day.

Well, this will really make a

big difference in my article.

Maybe you'll win

a Pulitzer Prize.

Maybe.

Just let me know if there's

anything else you need.

Thanks so much.

You done already?

I'm on kind of a

tight deadline.

Well, good luck.

That's two outs.

Garfield the batter...

Heim on deck.

Scoot your chair back

a little further.

That's better.

Wait.

Hold on a sec.

And at the end of 3

innings, the score is...

Hutchinson First

National Bank, 3;

Wichita Coleman

lndustries, 0.

Okay. Go on.

Where have you been?

Sorry.

I should've called.

I didn't realize the time.

Well, your dinner's

cold as ice.

That's okay.

Brian, what's going on?

You've been acting

so strangely.

Disappearing for hours.

It's just school, Mom.

College is way different

than high school.

Did you ever call

your father back?

I've been busy.

I'll get it.

You finish your dinner.

Hello?

Yes.

He's eating his

supper right now.

- Who is it?

- It's that UFO woman.

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